a Technical AtheoCracy.
it is not my wont to be the practical artiste, selling oneself upon the pompous street corners while envying the pompous art fags flaming in the off-street galleries with dicks in hand, but oh-so approachable in their times of frustrated prostration as the starving star shining brightly among the darkened and vacuous souls that suck all the marrow from the bones… the broom engine revved to clean sweep those who might seem technically dead and long lost in the nest of this rest and relaxation as the invented harmonization and ministrations of the wizards on Wall Street occupying the wealth of great nations like dominoes colliding against one another, playing one jerk against another with hopes of making a tidy profit outlasting all those vital prophets that have come to be revered while the rest of us wait to become gold for our efforts in the pit of despair, but this odd happiness is neither a penis nor really that happy to begin with… i digress from this aggressive aggrandizement that holds the rest in a cower as the fucked-up superiors devour and deflower the essential human compassion with plunderous pleasure, a rapture whipped together as intriguing as it is tender and bittersweet engaged in a small gathering of powers that only in the being of human is capable, but to become the human doing can be a satisfying reward as well for as long as the reality stays flexible enough for us to dig into it… neither the invasive fundamentalist nor conservative range of proclivities allow for freedom of movement or thought that are contrary notions without some skepticism at least, leading to an obnoxiously incredulous leap to the control of population no matter how kind or accepting of other cultures a particular group happens to be, but it seems Mankind has always played the game this way in an endeavor to snuff out the native leadership in circumventing and attaining the most exploitative stance on resources that no one owns but that are shared commodities among the people… the religiosity of some people outweigh the possible compassion for an honest greater good because the former lines pockets with this Taker wealth hard-won on the blood of all native peoples, from Roman to Catholic there was never any real love for the human creature except in the rare instances of a few genuine popes and ministers outnumbered by the corruption ever-present in a cruel world, and yet these other atrocious individuals call into play the polite veneer of the politician or diplomat trying to coax converts on a regular basis over to their side of an argument too far gone to be anything other than a subjective reality… jesus as an eso-terrorist to use fundamental jargon, either its a polite god in a cruel world or cruel god in a polite world as either way still portrays this retarded off-kilter view with people as sheep to be lead to the crucified slaughter, and i am sure there is quite a lot of layers of laughing to do inside of an orthodox church… really good jokes, anyway, but the same can be said for the antithetical “dark side” as well… those who get so thrown into frenzy by the Gestapo tactics of pageantry that absolute refusal of everything faith-based becomes useless, or it might seem to me from the surface impression Here even as i try not to limit my scope to merely practical achievement, sometimes these ‘freex’ are just as nazi though with science instead of a brazen national socialism turned popular weapon against all people as propaganda is still alive and well especially amongst ‘Merikans allowing their minds to be evacuated by a political rhetoric they do not understand… is this the state you really wanted to see as the old collapses under weight of the new?… all of the fiendish forces at work do so because there is no one to stop them once a foot ends up through the door, and then they will take as many feet as can be had by nefarious means until one day we all awake in a box labelled ‘society’ built just for us, which will end up having a dread feeling of group misanthropy that relies on an anti-Mystery and pro-certainty doctrine at all costs including the human drive of the creative… the Muse dying by the possessed hands of the demoniac hordes in the out there slavering for the humanity we know and love to mess up so permanently as to not be let back onto this plane of existence at all, we can consciously accept the fact that we collectively hold the keys to the universe, but we must also be willing to admit that we also hold the gun with the hammer cocked back ready to fire at will…
Thanks, khet.
Posted by :\_khet on January 4th, 2012 in a for Anagogy..., blogging, c for Colluvies..., my art & dreams, rants & raves, t for Tocsin..., world at large. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.